The Hardest Part Of Traveling No One Talks About

“All of these lows are erased by the complete highs you experience.”

While I don’t agree that we are running off when we’re traveling, I have felt the travel bug itching out of me the past few years. As I have told many people, this is the first trip I have left with a complete understanding that I need to spend more time at home with those I love and who will be apart of my life forever.

On a completely different note, this feeling that she describes about changing when no one else around you has, is exactly the feeling I got when I came home from college the first time and visited my high school. It was like I had all these thoughts to share and stories about my “new” life, but everything in my high school had stayed the same. Almost like time hadn’t passed.

Thought Catalog

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You see the world, try new things, meet new people, fall in love, visit amazing places, learn about other cultures – then it’s all over. People always talk about leaving, but what about coming home?

We talk about the hard parts while we’re away – finding jobs, making real friends, staying safe, learning social norms, misreading people you think you can trust – but these are all parts you get through. All of these lows are erased by the complete highs you experience. The goodbyes are difficult but you know they are coming, especially when you take the final step of purchasing your plane ticket home. All of these sad goodbyes are bolstered by the reunion with your family and friends you have pictured in your head since leaving in the first place.

Then you return home, have your reunions, spend your first two…

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Gratitude

Everything else, is immaterial.
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There are so many things we think we need in life. There are so many times where we get caught up worrying about an event or action that seems life threatening. Coming to Costa Rica has reminded me that the people in your life, the passion with which you take experience, the awareness with which you think about events, and giving to others is really what matters.

At home, my room is cluttered with things I have wanted over the years. But here, without any of them I realize that even if I don’t need any of the material goods to make me happy – I just need my friends and family by my side. With them I know that anything is possible. When a stressful life event happens, remember to be thankful for getting the opportunity to push through it and be grateful for at least one thing everyday.

To all my family and friends out there – you are the reason I laugh, smile, and love.

Dulcita de leche

What’s good muchach@s! Alright…my apologies for not keeping up with this blog as much as I would like. To all three of my readers, if you’re still out there give me a sign (wave?  smoke signal? anything?).

As I’m nearing the end of my stay here in Costa Rica, I can’t believe how fast time has flown by. Before coming to this beautiful country, I knew no one, had a rustic understanding of the language and didn’t really know what I was getting myself into. Five weeks later, I’ve met some wonderful people, can actually keep up a conversation with a native without saying “lo siento” every 15 seconds, and have experienced some kickass adventures through rain forests, beaches, volcanoes, mountains – you name it. Throughout this fantastic journey, I’ve been given the opportunity to see a part of the world that has SO many beautiful things to offer.

Saying that I feel…

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Worry-Free Wednesday: Everything Happens for a Reason

My big gives some pretty awesome advice!!!

Adventures of a Yankee Belle

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Unfortunately, we can’t control everything. For a Type-A-must-have-an-organized-plan-for-anything-and-everything like myself, this can be a difficult concept to grasp at times. Add that to an already especially tumultuous period in one’s life, the twenties, and you have a recipe for a stage 5 mental breakdown.

Welcome to life as a twenty-something. It’s a decade that is held up on a pedestal by those yearning for the independence and adulthood they naively believe turning 20 automatically brings, as well as by those who pine away for their so-called glory years. But for those who are actually experiencing it in the present, to quote lyrical genius, T-Swift,”we’re happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time.”

We’re faced with so many big life decisions and opportunities, all while trying to figure out who we are as individuals and what we value at our core. We may be moving far away from the comforts of home to a city…

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Studying Abroad vs. Tourism

She summed up so many of my thoughts into a very well written post. Check it out.

Sol Education Abroad: Student Blog

Three weeks ago, I left the United States for the first time in my life to fly across an ocean to a country that was very different from my own, and I was nervous and unsure of myself, of course, but I was never afraid. I never once thought to hold onto my own culture with a death grip because I was afraid of change or having to sacrifice comfort to embrace a new culture.

But since being here, I’ve realized that not everyone is like me in this sense. Not everyone is able to leave their way of life behind I’m favor of a new, temporary one. Most people are terrified of change, even if it results in their own betterment.

There is a difference between tourism and studying abroad. When you’re a tourist, you can wear cheesy American clothes and use phrase books and refuse to adapt all…

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